|Posted by Madam Mambo on August 23, 2013 at 6:05 PM||comments (0)|
|Posted by Madam Mambo on June 28, 2013 at 6:40 AM||comments (0)|
We have to kill white supremacy in Haitian Vodou and African Spirituality. My Papa Kanzo said to me, " There are two assons in Haiti. The fake asson and the real asson. The whites have the fake asson. You have the real asson." I love that man.
Haitian Vodou was used to free us from whites. Do they really think we would tell them our secrets,so they can enslave us again? We have to kill white supremacy in Haitian Vodou and African Spirituality.
Whites Who claim to be and houngans and mambos were duped. They paid thousands for a fake asson and a meaningless title. Some of our major loa like loa Dutty Boukman , died fighting white supremacy. Do whites really feel they can serve him? Vodou is the hope and strength of Africans living outside of Africa, in a world designed not for our benefit.
Our spirits are bloodline specific to African blood. Some white claim to teach Vodou. They are tainting people's minds. Do not be fooled again.
|Posted by Madam Mambo on May 8, 2013 at 8:35 AM||comments (0)|
OGUN (PAPA OGOU IN HAITIAN VODOU)
The word griot in Haitian Kreyol is a food made of fried pork. In West Africa the word griot means a storyteller. I love both, lol. Good food (and a cold beer) with a good story.
Ogun is the spirit of iron, lightening, war. He is all man a sexy. Women all over are in love with Ogun. He treats women like queens and works hard to please women. There is a story about the importance of iron. The story is African. I am sure you know it, but no one tells a story they same as the next person.
From the time we are born to the time we die iron plays a role in our lives. At birth the knife used to cut your cord; iron. At death, the shovel used to dig your gave; iron. In life, the tools used to work the land so we have food to eat; iron. The pots we cook the food in; iron. The tools to hunt meat; iron. The weapons of war to defend our freedom; iron. Every day we see Ogun working in our lives. Stop and take notice.
|Posted by Madam Mambo on May 6, 2013 at 1:15 PM||comments (0)|
i believe in living.
i believe in the spectrum
of Beta days and Gamma people.
i believe in sunshine.
In windmills and waterfalls,
tricycles and rocking chairs;
And i believe that seeds grow into sprouts.
And sprouts grow into trees.
i believe in the magic of the hands.
And in the wisdom of the eyes.
i believe in rain and tears.
And in the blood of infinity.
i believe in life.
And i have seen the death parade
march through the torso of the earth,
sculpting mud bodies in its path
i have seen the destruction of the daylight
and seen bloodthirsty maggots
prayed to and saluted
i have seen the kind become the blind
and the blind become the bind
in one easy lesson.
i have walked on cut grass.
i have eaten crow and blunder bread
and breathed the stench of indifference
i have been locked by the lawless.
Handcuffed by the haters.
Gagged by the greedy.
And, if i know anything at all,
it's that a wall is just a wall
and nothing more at all.
It can be broken down.
i believe in living
i believe in birth.
i believe in the sweat of love
and in the fire of truth.
And i believe that a lost ship,
steered by tired, seasick sailors,
can still be guided home to port.
|Posted by Madam Mambo on April 24, 2013 at 9:45 AM||comments (0)|
Because they do not know what is coming AFTER! My people who have been with me from the start know my head loa is an ancient spirit who attacks and destroys the health of my enemies. He will let me see it, or make the person tell me her self. I was sent a link that I read this morning. That old fool, who goes around attacking everyone in Vodou ,and never had a kanzo is not only ill, but was shut the hell down by Facebook, LMAO. Our ancestors have our backs, always trust that. I did not have to do a thing, except tell the truth. You see for yourself who the loa love.
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|Posted by Madam Mambo on April 20, 2013 at 8:35 AM||comments (0)|
WHITE SUPREMACY IN VODOU AND AFRICAN SPIRITUALISM
It sounds funny , but there is a wicked ,and evilness that has slithered its way into Vodou. WHITE SUPREMACY. One young lady who attended a "kanzo" in Haiti held by Racine, emailed me of how she was called racial slurs in the "temple". She said she was having mental problems for the first time in her life now. There are devils hiding in Vodou. It is here as you all have seen, for they show themselves and then hide. They come all sweet (like the devil does) and ask a lot of questions, but when I ask just ONE, onne question, they run. Why? These people are a bunch of liars! They have no place in Vodou ,unless it is to wake up the sleeping. You are betraying your blood that died to end slavery in Haiti. Martian L. King's daughter stated that her dad did not take a bullet for homosexuals. Our ancestors did not fight and shed blood for the evil that is among us now. Our ancestors fought against them. Never forget that!
|Posted by Madam Mambo on April 12, 2013 at 11:30 AM||comments (0)|
Someone tried to use Adam and Eve to prove Vodou belongs to us ALL. Funny , you see African spirituality and Vodou came together during the African slave trade. People you need to know, you are dealing with Black woman who has not one , but two degrees. Every Black person was not raised in the ghetto. I have not one , but two, really three nationalities , ( African too). So I think differently then the Black women you are use to dealing with.
It is funny that on the post the person commented about slavery. Well the same way women have menstrual cycles because of Eve's sin; to this very day, because of Eve. White people benefit from the African slave trade, to this very day. Whites are still benefiting from slavery. Still benefiting from what they did to the Native people in the Americas.
Now as far as the spirits and Vodou belonging to EVERYONE. There are a few spirits that anyone can serve as long as you keep the RESPECT, like Papa Legba. Some spirits were always spirits and never people. Even within African bloodlines. Some blood is considered "royal". Some people can trace their blood back to a certain spirit or loa. Do you think everyone can serve my father? No,I do, as do my children. He is a minor loa. Now I could write a book on that, lol. But in the Bible love, it teaches of the people making a tower to get to heaven and God destroying it and making them speak different languages, ect... I am able to respect differences in people. But do not try to force the Bible on people and use it to enslave people and twist their African spiritual practices, that were being practiced before the Bible.
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|Posted by Madam Mambo on April 10, 2013 at 9:45 AM||comments (0)|
I wanted to jump in the grave too when my father was being lowered. I can never forget how at that very moment someone gave me a hug and said " You must be my uncles daughter. You ave the same face and voice. I am your cousin." That gave me the strength to be strong. I remember when I first moved back to Delaware 3 years ago. I rented a house so far in the country cows were at the back door and deer at the front door ( and the smell from the cows lol). I had to drive up a dirt road to check my mail box. It felt like the end, but it was really the start of my happiness I have today. I had heart break, pain, and troubles at this time, but they lead me to the temple in Haiti, and made me tell my god father whose daughter I was. I was accepted with love, true love. When a client comes to me and feels it is the end I smile, because I know it is the start of happiness. They may not understand it at that time. My clients know they can tell me anything and it stays with me. Every once in a blue moon I get a stalker, or mental ill person who wants to "try" Mambo Odette and I have to expose that fool, ( as I should). But 99.9% of the time RESPECT is given and received. I had to be broken for me to hear and obey the spirits. I look back on my old journals that I write 15 -20 years ago and I read of how the angels kept me. But I was running from my kanzo ( I received it in Haiti 2 years ago). So my loves, the reason I am happy when you come to me hurt and broken is because I know you came to the right place. I know it feels like the end but is the start of your happiness.
|Posted by Madam Mambo on March 31, 2013 at 8:45 AM||comments (0)|
Easter is a pagan holiday and not what this time is about. This is about the last supper of our master magician ,prophet, Jesus Christ. In Haitian Vodou we serve the spirits after God, Jesus, Mary and Joseph. To all who have contacted me for work. My altars are covered at this time. I can not work my spirits at this time. Loves the last supper is so sad for me. Internet clowns who offer online Vodou classes ( Like "Mambo" Racine) play with Vodou. It is not a joke. When Jesus said "Remember Me." Two words that bring me tears every time. We all know Jesus was not a White man. Nor was he European. He was convicted and killed for crime he did not do, now y'know he was Black. I often think of when he made a blind man see with spit. Or how Jesus turned water to wine to get the party going. That's why I pour out rum for Him at this time. We miss Him. How could the Son of a carpenter be such a Master? People wonder how a girl from Delaware can be Teacher of so many who practice Vodou. How a girl from Delaware, who never talked much grow up to be a Vodou mambo? Jesus had a date with destiny. Jesus had haters. Jesus kept on going til the end. What hurts me is when His time came , where were all the people He healed and feed? Why did they not speak up? Martin Luther King Jr. said " In the end we do not remember the words of our enemies ,but the silents of our friends". I do not care what internet clowns have to say about Mambo Odette ( you have heard of me). I care about Vodou and the people who's children's , children will have altars for Mambo Odette a thousand years from now when I am a loa. Remember me.
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|Posted by Madam Mambo on March 24, 2013 at 7:50 AM||comments (0)|
I literally laugh out loud when I see a "mambo" offering online Vodou lessons. This is NOT authentic Haitian Vodou. This is Not they way Vodou way ever intended to be passed down. This is someone who is broke, busted, and can not be trusted, trying to exploit Africa AGAIN. Africa has been raped by these fools, and there is no way anyone who respects Vodou would do such a thing.
When someone wants to be a student under me, I tell them they must come to me. Anyone can be anything or any bloodline, on a laptop. I have to call the loa, I have to feel my blood, then I can accept you as a student. My beautiful children are my students. Even my god son had to come live in my home.
Vodou must be kept secret from DEVILS or they will use it on us. Slavery was from Devils with guns. If they ever have authentic Vodou we are finished!